
Morning mist seeps through the lift bridge like the exhalations of a drifting sea monster.
What did we do in Duluth this summer? Pretty much the same things per usual. We bounced around on the black basalt rocks, skipped stones off the surface of Lake Superior, noshed at Sammy’s Pizza and such, endured marginal picnics because it always seems to be colder than a Yeti’s ass, and biked through lupine that’s luminous and divine. Follow my feet…

A mysterious watery wheel…

For me, reaching this pinnicle is always a puffer.

Split Rock Lighthouse




Enger Tower heights



Do you see the ship?

Jay Cooke State Park

While we biked, others cliff jumped.

Stay tuned for the northshore 2.0. in September!
If you missed last week’s post, I celebrated a milestone when I surpassed a million visits on my old and original Sharon’s Souvenirs blog!

~ Peter Geye, award-winning author of Northernmost



